Bringing Rosa Home
Surprised
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)

 
You think that you know me
You think you know everyone
You know every trick in the book
There's nothing new under the sun
And you're such a quick learner
It's what keeps you out in front
There are two kinds of creatures in this world
The hunted and those in the hunt

Chorus:
The rest of us walk into love with our hands on our eyes
But you're never surprised
Oh you're never surprised

You always see the big picture
You're on the fast track
And you're bright as a button - yeah
And sharp as a tack
And you think that we're all see-through
That we're just perspex and glass
And you know what all our moves are
That's why you're top of the class

Chorus

Well we threw you a party
Only, well, none of us came
But we did buy you presents
Though we paid in your name
And we toasted your fortune
That you're healthy and wise
'Til we ran out of drink
And we ran out of lies

Chorus
 

The Spearcarrier
(Steve Skaith)

 
Speaking for myself, there was much that I enjoyed
In fact, I don't regret a single nicht or day
But loving you was one thing, breaking up another
And the silence that comes easy to you chills me to the bone

Oh I sat on the train, I san 'Yesterday' (sadly)
As I thought of our last days again and again
By Amsterdam station I still understood nothing
Forever was never this short, never this unexplained

Chorus:
And so I take a bow for my fine, fine, fine
Walk-on part in your life
And so I take a bow for my fine, fine, fine
Walk-on part in your life

Did you go back to his house, behind his door, behind his curtains?
Do the old friends come back round? Do you cook dinner?
Oh I wonder who am I now, as you serve some beef invention
Am I somehing you don't talk about, something you don't like to mention?

Chorus

I've been printer, player, agitator
I've tried what I couldn't and missed what I could
I've chased fallen angels, leading ladies
But I guess that's more than a spearcarrier should

Chorus
 

Love Ain't What You Get
(Steve Skaith)

 
He loved her much
He shared her room
but he brought along a grudge
And somehow sang their sweet song out of tune

He never knew
And never guessed
That sometimes she'd want more
Than a half-time kiss and a closing-time caress
What can you give if love ain't what you get?
What can you give if love ain't what you get?

So she packed her bags and left
She promised to write
And kind letters come now and then
But he's still howling at the moon tonight

Far away
Her love is spent
And she's in his darkest dreams
With pretty girls and many handsome men

And he's in bars
Drinking best
Yeah, he'll have the same again
Of whatever makes you harder than the rest
What can you give if love ain't what you get?
What can you give if love ain't what you get?

And hear him singing now
"Oh my love, I'll beg and steal and borrow
Oh my love, if you'll come back tomorrow"
 

Come Down And Buy
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)


There's an avenue from a Roman road
Trees anchored in lost oceans
A land that saw a desert war
Needs more than your devotions
The way he cupped his cigarette
His turned-up hoodlum collar
His eyes are sharp, they calculate
Exchange rates for the dollar

Chorus:
Vast nights, complacent empires
Holy tourists, the ghosts of olive trees
White dogs, a maze of caverns
come down and buy these tapestries

A waiter waits to pounce on you
With his friend, the organiser
The mosques are free but he charges you
And you are none the wiser
A traffic cop who needs a ride
Says he has a friend to meet
He complains the whole way going
And leaves you stranded in a one-way street

Chorus

Why can't thy be just poor
I mean reassuringly poor
The harmless poor, the safely poor
Whose souls we steal in Nikon theft
The grateful poor, whose hands we shook
And quickly washed before we left
Oh let them just be poor

Chorus

 

Angel
(Steve Skaith)

 
Chorus:
Come on Angel, smile on me
With the truest eyes that I ever saw
Come on Angel, walk to me
See I'm waiting for your mercy
To come knocking at my door

This was a long road
This was longer than I thought
Sometimes stranger, darker
I mean darker than I knew
There are times in your life
Feels so hard to be alone
And tonight I could not be alone
I was waiting here for someone like you

Chorus

I've been told
I've been told I couldn't love
I've been scared 'cause I've known
That sometimes it was true
Even now in your arms
I wonder what is it we can trust
When desire and just a single night
Can tear up all the bonds we knew

Chorus

From the shadows into this bright night
Oh come shine on me
From the shadows into this bright light
Come pass your golden life by me

Chorus
 

Smoking Gun
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)

"I'll just have one to cut the dust", the nameless stranger said
"But don't you work my tongue loose - need to keep it in my head
I need my head on my shoulders, I'm the last one on the run
Need my head on my shoulders, I'm the last one on the run

Chorus:
But whose prints, whose prints
Whose prints are you going to find
On the butt of the smoking gun?

These days so many amateurs they get high before they hit
Got no soul, they got no dedication, they will never live to quit
Me, I've graduated first in a class of one
Me, I've graduated first in a class of one

Chorus

Outside the depository the third shot really told the story
Since then I've been working on the sequel
Who made men? I don't know - but Colonel Colt sure made them equal

Abernathy he took three short steps to where the dreamer fell
The softened snout of the bullet left a gaping tale to tell
but so little is open, so much needs to be undone
So little is open, so much needs to be undone"

Chorus

 

Bride On The Bridge
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)

 
Down at the landing stage the sign reads 'Havoline'
And you buy the diesel there, back in the old routine
You pay up your harbour dues and then, from the anchorage
All in her wedding lace
You see a bride on the bridge

Her coat on the balustrade she bought at a fire-sale
She's been married to debt for years
And now she's climbing the lone guard-rail
Gulls are er Mendelssohn, she has a bouquet of foliage
That no-one here is reaching for
Slowly the bride on the bridge

Those raising interest don't look up
They have no interest in her flight
Their spectrum has no bridal white
They don't leave the scene
Not when money talks
The whisper-mill says "Buy Brazil"
That is if you don't mind blood on the stalks

Cargo comes rolling in, containers of even size
there's no rafts or floats aboard - so what if lives capsize?
Trading takes no account of strangers to privilege
Not if they can't keep up their balances
She's vanished, the bride on the bridge

Branded
(Steve Skaith)


I hurt her hard, she hurts me harder
She loves me well, I love her more
She calls me up and I'm there waiting
All this is true

Chorus:
She's the wind that turns my head around
She's the sun that burns my face
She's the light that never goes out
Sometimes it burns too bright for me to take
And I'm branded by her

I'm young at heart but she is younger
I've been around but she's seen more
My touch is strong but hers is stronger
All this is true

Chorus

And then I'm branded by the pain and pleasure
Just like I'm branded by each memory of desire
Tonight she'll come and I will take her
But I know that it will still be me
That comes like sking to fire
I'm branded by her

Chorus

 

Older
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)

 
Your nails are dirty from the city
I catch you thinking it's a pity
You ever had that bluebird tottoo on your shoulder
Sunlight spelling summer dresses
Across your Judes, across your Tesses
But the evenings always turn out to be colder

Chorus:
Older... Do the days that come now fly by?
Older... Does the blood that boiled now run dry?
Older... Still too much to be done to sit and just wonder why

There's a box you keep the past in
You keep it locked, you keep it lasting
Your mother's photograph, the things you never told her
A child demanding your attention
A quarrel needs your intervention
The words you use surprise you when you scold her

Chorus

When your youth burned like a coal
You said you wanted to make it white-hot
But in the hard sell of your soul you got stamped out
When your youth burned like a coal
You said you wanted to make it white-hot
But in the hard sell of your soul you got stamed out
Like an ingot

Chorus

 

Help Is On Its Way
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)
 


You picked up a cross, said "How much does this weigh?"
And I watched you carry it every single day
And when I ask you, you say "Oh it's OK"

Chorus:
Oh it's OK, help is on its way
Oh yeah one day help is on its way

Well I've seen it deepen, this trouble in your face
Got your mother and the whole world on your case
And we're all stranded in this market-place

Chorus

Well I've heard your story time and time again
Even think I get it every now and then
"The sky is falling", screams the crazy hen

Chorus

Help us if you can
Help to save a sister and an oh-so-desperate man
Help us if you will
Help to make our fingertips grip the window-sill

But oh it's OK, help is on its way
Help is on its way, help is on its way
They say the time will come
We'll all be rich when they have won
That's what they say

Chorus

 

Bringing Rosa Home
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)

She felt the fever of this century
Rising with each passing year
As a sweat-soaked madness stained the streets
She took herself from here
she took to naming living things
Though they're already named
And giving house to creatures
And never could be tamed
And losing shoes in river mud
And taking baths by candle light
Until the message filtered back
They're bringing Rosa home tonight

She learned her lessons in a hand-made way
So very hard to teach
Beneath the tear-gassed cobblestones
She hoped to find the beach
She hoped to mine desire
And set the captives free
Desire, the silent driving force
That sighs in you and me
But reaching for forbidden fruit
Means falling from the greatest height
The modern Eden vanished now
They're bringing Rosa home tonight

They're bringing Rosa home tonight
They're bringing Rosa home
They say she's lost her guiding light
They're bringing Rosa home tonight

They're bringing Rosa home tonight
They're bringing Rosa home
She said her prayers with dynamite
They're bringing Rosa home tonight

 

Ocean Head
(Steve Skaith / Mike Jones)
 


We start so small, there's so much to us
Who builds the walls we can never rise above?
I can tear them for you
Tear them down, but I'm not going to drown for you

Chorus:
Someone rocked you on the deep
Someone rocked you off to sleep
Now I'm rocking you awake
How much rocking can you take
Rock you ready now to walk the waves instead
Wake up, wake up, Ocean Head

We work so hard, we live for working
Where are the stars? If we could only raise our head
I can hand them down to you
Hand them down, but I'm not going to drown for you

Chorus

And let the sea come crashing in
Let it take you up again
And let it pound upon your shore
Let its love become your law
But it can't wash out whatever came before

We are so wise but there's no-one listening
Who starts the lies? Who keeps us prisoners?
I can burn them down for you
Burn them down, but I'm not ging to drown for you

Chorus


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